A Night To Taste

Chapter 13: Katerine

Work and knowledge are the best therapy to me.

It keeps me out of thoughts, so I don't go out of my mind. What a combination!

Someone pulls out my ear pods.

"Hey! " I protest.

"Let me see what you're listening. Oh! those Korean boys. No thanks." Nate pushes the pod into my ear again.

"Say a bad word about them and I will curse your fictional boyfriend in a million ways. I speak Russian too, remember?" I threaten her because I don't want anyone to say bad about my music taste. Well, she got a bad taste in men then. 

I'm the person to like vanilla sex and prefer sweet boys. Meanwhile she is nutty about psychopaths. Well. If you dig deep you will know I am not what I look like. Maybe personally like psychopaths too. Because a smile occurs on my lips at the mention of those.

She waves a hand in front of me while raising her eyebrows. 

I was probably over-thinking.

She says something but the music is on full blast I don't hear. Nor do I wish to listen. Just let me enjoy my songs peacefully!

Another wave and a few snaps in front of my face but I ignore. She teases my nose and mouth with her hand next.

I shoo her hand away. "What the hell do you want?" I shout. Then my attention goes back to the psychology book I'm reading. Book about tragic mental disorders.

Bipolar disorder. Dementia. OCD. PTSD. Etcetera.  Etcetera. I will complete this one and then I will read the new book I bought. About psychopaths. It summarizes the disorders which are usually related to psychopathy. I had to hide it from her because if she gets to know about it she will snatch the book from me and never give it back as she will be busy adoring it. But the book is good by the way. It contains normal to extreme disorders.

Antisocial personality disorder. Narcissistic personality disorder. Sexual sadism disorder. Schizophrenia. And others. Well I consider myself a mild psychopath because when I was sixteen my friends- other than Nate- forced me to take a test. Which we all did. And according to the results the team refused to let me go till they interrogate me. 

Others went back home eleven hours before me. Well, the team was genuinely concerned but they did not find any extreme symptoms. But the head of the team warned me saying that 'you may look alright but don't ignore the darkness. If you feel that something is wrong with you then run away and don't look back. I am not trying to scare you but trust me I find something very strange.'

She even asked me if something bad happened in my past. Any abuse. Depression or anything. But I did not had any of these at that time. So, I ended up telling her everything about that night.

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"What do you want from me?" I ask raising my voice. I want to go home. Its three past four in the morning and are still interrogating me. Like, what the heck.

"Listen my child. We are not trying to do anything but I'm just concerned about you."

"I told you that I am not related to any kind of disorders for which you are looking for. Look for an actual person with psychotic tendencies. I don't have any." I firmly press my words.

"Oh. Then what about your fantasies? Or now you are saying that you are not attracted towards that guy from that particular night. Who are you trying to convince? Me or you? Answer me." She yells at me. Damn. She is pissed off. 

I swallow hard although I do not have anything in my mouth. I regret writing all these things on the test. I regret opening up to her. Fuck Alison, Daniel, Emma and everyone who got me here.